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On The Steps

By John I. Blair

I sit on concrete steps
Looking at the garden,
Waiting for another gift.

And here it comes,
Floating down the path,
A butterfly lighting on a flower.

Then a bird selects a feeder
And settles in to eat,
Glancing at me for assurance.

Bees hum around the sedums,
A lizard dances on a branch,
Clouds drift above the heat.

The world is rich with gifts
All beautifully wrapped
In fur and feathers, air and sunshine.

2018 John I. Blair, 6/26/2018

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